They'll Never Find Me Here

 

 

There is a little place on an empty street

on the lonely side of town

where shadows hang and widows weep

in sorrow comes to drown,

where talk is cheap and thoughts are deep

in the sidewalk's stained with tears

well, I've made my way and I mean to stay,

Ōcause they'll never find me here.

 

Now the patrons here are the quiet type

they never fuss or fight

so it's just the spot for a guy like me

to spend a silent night

there's a place in every corner

for a man to disappear

twilight trades where the neon fades

they'll never find me here.

 

Here where my nights are free

here where I'll always be

here with the same old crowd

where I can hide behind a cloud

 

It's seen the sites, and I've crawled walls.

I've been loved, and I've been lost

I've chewed the fat, and I've spilled wine

with the blessed and the doublecrossed

I won't tell you all my troubles

they're just bubbles in my beer

let the schoolboys look in their history books

cause they'll never find me here

 

Well I've done this act in a thousand rooms

and I'm tired as I can be

they all love the show and it must go on

but it goes on without me.

Here's a dozen withered roses

And an empty cup of cheer

though my name, you'll see on the stone marquee

you'll never find me here

 

 

 

 

Steam Heat

 

next room over they're in the fight

buzz, flash, neon light

damn pipes gonna bang all night

steam heat

 

trucks shift gears when they go uphill

I'm on the run, and I can't stand still

cockroach sittin' on a windowsill

steam heat

 

Takeout chicken and Chinese food

chainstore whiskey gets you in the mood

itÕs a nasty package, and it does include

steam heat

 

Hang up sound on the telephone

broken heart in a house of stone

I have more fun when I drink alone

 

Bells chime down at the county seat

I heard gunshots in the street

we made love to the rumba beat

steam heat

 

The harvest Moon was big and red

lit up the clouds like an x-rayed head

I remember everything she said:

 

"don't trust someone you just met

don't tell lies that you might forget

don't lean where the paint is wet"

steam heat

 

 

 

 

Where Did the Good Times Go

 

a moonless night, an open road

an empty car with a heavy load

and a secret pain that will never show

where did the good times go

 

We pull the shades so no one knows

we put on dad and mothers clothes

but they never fit 'cause we never grow

where did the good times go

 

There are some things you can't take back

the river flows from north to south

and childhood ended with the kiss

that went inside your mouth

 

 

 

So sound of horn and ring the bell

we're dog food now for the hounds of hell

we've sown our seed where the wild winds blow,

and that's where the good times go

 

 

 

 

Almost like the truth

 

"Last call," when he hears that sound

his blood runs cold, and his eyes get narrow

"two more" with a clever line, a winning smile

and a little flash of gold

from an artificial tooth

and it's almost like the truth

 

She prays, not to compromise

her high ideals for the pull of her base desires

she tries not to see the line

on the sunburned hand

the left ring finger, so,

she blames it on her youth

and it's almost like the truth

 

It's hard when you make that trade

the real world for the shadows on the wall

so warm in your cozy cave

the jukebox plays

and the waitress knows your name

you're safe inside your booth

and it's almost like the truth

 

Cheap booze in a fancy bottle

just isn't quite top shelf

no short shot goes down so sour

as the one you pour yourself

 

How far back did he lose desire

for that sweet little wife

and the house with the picket fence

tastes change, figure "what the heck

time goes by, and the kicks get hard-to-find

straight up and hold the fruit

ice cold, with no vermouth"

and it's almost like the truth

 

 

 

 

The Stone

 

every night, when the war is over

when the world around me seems to turn the other way

walking home with the day behind me

the fallen ones remind me I could stumble on a stone

 

just a little stone beneath my feet

could make me fall into the street

just a little stone, nothing much at all

could make me stumble and fall

 

every night, when I'm going under

there is a voice beside me I can't seem to chase away

"follow me, where the night remembers

there is a world behind the world

a place you've never seen"

 

just a little stone beneath my feet

could make me fall into the street

just a little stone, nothing much at all

could make me stumble and fall

 

endless streets, friendless nights

if I should fall, where shadows pool

and dreams take flight....

 

just a little stone beneath my feet

could make me fall into the street

just a little stone, nothing much at all

could make me stumble and fall

 

 

 

 

Mr Moon

 

Mr. Moon I see you're out tonight

alone on the milky way

well I am too, it's me and you

Mr. Moon

 

High and dry you're such a lucky guy

above all these cares and woes

you look so free. I'd like to be

Mr. Moon

 

Mr. Moon, my friend and confidant

the lightbulb above my head

a bright idea I'm glad to see ya

Mr. Moon

 

Be my guide, and we can take a ride

wild on the desert wind

we'll hang around some lonesome town

Mr. Moon

 

 

 

A friend like you can mean a lot

when Lady luck has laid you down

and you're the only friend I've got in town

 

 

 

Mr. Moon I see you're out tonight

alone on the milky way

well I am too, it's me and you

Mr. Moon

 

 

 

 

Last Good Kiss

 

I'm going down to Rita's place to take a look around,

but look is all I'm gonna do tonight

just another lonely guy, with more desires than sense

still I'd like to be around to see the light

 

It was just about a year ago we went our separate ways

it scared me so I feel your lips grow strange

but I woke up to something that was scarier than that.

I didn't know how much the world had changed

 

you're the last good kiss,

has it really come to this

near the last good kiss I had

you're the last goodnight

to really do me right

you're the last good kiss I had

 

I was sitting in some bar room feeling sorry for myself

when a femme fatale returned my bitter smile

she made some dirty smalltalk and went home to wash her dog

la Dolce VitaÕs  going out of style

 

you're the last good kiss,

yes it's really come to this

youÕre the last good kiss I had

you're the last goodnight

to really do me right

you're the last good kiss I had

 

we look before we leap

when we go to bed we go to sleep

it just gets worse and worse

Judas paved the way

now we've all got hell to pay

I'm afraid we've grown accustomed to the curse

 

you're the last good kiss,

and it's not your smile I miss

near the last good kiss I had

you're the last goodnight

to really do me right

you're the last good kiss I had

 

 

Going to Hell

 

Go fetch me a sausage and a bottle of beer

'cause this time tomorrow I'll be miles from here

I won't need a compass there won't be a star

I'll just follow this road until it runs out of tar

 

Well I'm not giving notice or paying my bills

I'm not telling the children or leaving a will

no long explanations just some smoke and a sigh

I'm forgetting all this in the wink of an eye

 

And it's hell, hell I'm going to hell

I won't say goodbye and I don't wish you well.

It's away, hey, I've got nothing to say

I'm going to hell so get out of my way

 

I'm sick of the papers they bore me to death

and those nightly newscasters are wasting their breath

I'm tired of the worries, the wars and the woes

so I'm turning my back and I'm thumbing my nose

 

I'm taking some money and a fine pair of shoes

some flashy sunglasses and a bottle of booze

my porno collection and a pistol of course

and I'm loading it all on a Budweiser horse

 

 

 

And it's hell, hell I'm going to hell

I won't say goodbye and I don't wish you well

It's away, hey, I've got nothing to say

I'm going to hell so get out of my way

 

 

Far from the rolling blue ocean

far from the fields of green

it's brimstone and brine

and vinegar wine

I'm going where people are mean

 

 

There the men dress like women and the women don't dress

they all lie and cheat, and they never confess

they smoke in the restaurants and drink when they drive

and say what they please, before counting to five

 

There's no courtesy window, and you don't stand in line

You push to the front or you get left behind

cocktails are made with the jigger of bile

and a knife in the back is a popular style

 

And it's hell, hell I'm going to hell

I won't say goodbye and I don't wish you well

It's away, hey, I've got nothing to say

I'm going to hell so get out of my way

 

 

I've had drinks with the Devil, and he's not a bad sort

He's a crafty old joker with a keen eye for sport

he lives with the homeless and he laughs with the poor

he hears all their troubles and he hands them some more

 

you can go with your friends or you can go all alone

but I'm calling old scratch on the cellular phone

so give me your name and I'll save you a place

cause they don't let you in for just showing your face

 

 

And it's hell, hell I'm going to hell

I won't say goodbye and I don't wish you well

It's away, hey, I've got nothing to say

I'm going to hell so get out of my way

 

 

 

 

Roll 'em Again

 

I've seen that face before somewhere in a dream

broke out in a cold sweat, and woke up with a scream

I've heard that voice before somewhere in a song

but every time I tried to sing the words came out all wrong

 

Roll 'em again

snake eyes

roll 'em again

snake eyes

role 'em again

snake eyes

snake eyes roll 'em again

 

I felt that touch before, in some smoky bar

sent a shiver down my back and left me with a scar

I've seen those footprints somewhere down by the railroad tracks

follow them to far my friend, you never will come back

 

Roll 'em again

snake eyes

roll 'em again

snake eyes

role 'em again

snake eyes

snake eyes roll 'em again

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

all songs © george cossette